'How few there are...' Poem by Joe Corrie
'How few there are...'
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How few there are with unsoiled hands,
And educated tongues,
Who'll stand by us, my working friends,
And help to right our wrongs.
They go a certain length with us,
But faint of heart return
When we meet someone with a cross,
Bearing a crown of thorn.
Saturday, August 6, 2016
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4/18/2024 5:55:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I never heard of this poet before, but I like these words.